Transformers Chronicles
Alright, this is my first POSTED fanfiction on , the first 3 chapters will be done shortly as I am working on them, and as for the rest... I honestly don't know, this story is for all the big Beast Wars and Beast Machines fans that had to have their stories end, I've taken a villian from one of the comics and written him into the Beast Wars timeline a bit more show realistically, they'll be returning characters from both sides of the Beast Wars, and Beast Machines, unlikely alliances, (hopefully) surprise twists, and overall please review and yes I know my grammar is downright horrible.
Also the huge lines are used to seperate character perspectives so it doesn't get compucated.
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Chapter 1: Dark Shadow (Part 1)
Much has happened in the last few solar cycles in which the Beast Wars and the Battle for Cybertron went on; Optimus Primal was assimilated into the matrix. Megatron defeated. The rest of the Maximals joined Cybertron's population in celebration.
Cheetor became one of Cybertron's greatest commanders, leading and teaching the now reborn Cybertron population into a golden age of peace and prosperity.
Blackarchnia and Silverbolt bonded together and settled as teachers to the now technoganic Cybertron. Silverbolt was mostly training new soldiers to be part of Cybertron's military while Blackarchnia was assisting newly revived Transformers in the way of transforming.
Rattrap and Botanica became part of Cybertron's ecosystem caretakers making sure the new cities that are being built to keep the population in check were organic and technologically balanced.
Nightscream has become a captain of a new exploration crew planning on expanding Cybertron's resource gathering as Cybertron required new resources and DNA samples from other planets.
Little did the Maximals know that a new threat was coming.
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The almost hauntingly silent ship rumbles as it passes through space, far from any planet, distant from any star.
It's occupants silently exist, but do not speak as they're lord and master passes by them.
"So… Optimus Primal has reformatted Cybertron and has finally defeated Megatron…"
The massively scaled monster walked between his soldiers talking to himself, only recently had he learned of Cybertron's fate and that of the Oracle.
"Now is the time for me to make my ascension to power," he paused to look over at a few of his troops, "prepare the Trans-warp drive, I want to be upon Cybertron in 6.9 megacycles, also…" he paused as he brought a computer up beside him and clicked it.
An array of creatures and beasts travel across the screen with him looking, he pauses as he clicks upon one of the creatures and it zooms in revealing a large metallic king crab with gigantic purple claws and orange/golden colours upon his back.
"The Maximals seemed to gain great power from adapting animals instead of typical vehicles…" he paused once again, "so I shall take the form of the most feared and indestructible being that the Maximals have ever faced."
The Dark Lords soldiers all stared up at their master as he relaxed in his chair and begun to morph, they stood unmoving knowing that the one who controls the Dark Matrix would forever own the galaxy, and it currently belonged to the one they served.
"Shokaract."
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Cheetor awoke inside his bedchamber in mid yell but caught himself.
What did he see? What was that… Thing?
He paused as he looked over to his desk and sat up, "no it was only a dream," hw told himself before rising.
The desks computer awoke itself as Cheetor sat down; he typed in the command combination for Cybertron's military scanners and did a quick sweep of the system checking for Trans-warp signals.
"No trans-warp signals detected."
Cheetor sighed in relief it was just a bad dream he had, still he wished big bot were there to help him.
"Optimus, keep us safe," he said to himself as he exited his room.
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"I am transformed."
Armadalis felt his Armadillo body melt away as he rose up and stood upon two legs, his armadillo arms swept up upon his shoulders forming missile launchers, two new arms coming out from the sides of his chest, his shell becoming a backpack and his small round robotic head sticking up between his shoulders.
Silverbolt watched from a above platform as the young warrior fire a few shots hitting a holographic enemy within the training room.
"The kids got… power," he said to himself before turning to look at Torca.
Torca was a behemoth of a maximal, a very tall and wise warrior, he was a fuzor much like what Silverbolt was in the beast wars, but this fuzor was that of a elephant and a whale, in his robot mode his two horns stick up beside a large menacing head, his fin is connected to a blaster cannon which can be held but is stored on his back, his hands are conceled within his beast modes hoofs which are large and can be used as melee weapons, his body is large and bulky with heavy backside armour and good frontside as well.
"But power can lead to a hot head," Torca stated as he upped the training programs difficulty, "it can lead to many problems… for us or our enemies."
"But what enemies could we have?" Silverbolt asked, "Megatron is vanquished, Cybertron has been restored!"
"Yes but the Oracle has also fallen silent even to the receptive sparks of the newly formed Maximal Council, it is like a dark shadow has begun to engulf Cybertron."
Silverbolt was about to say something but the old bots words hit home, why had the Oracle of Cybertron fallen silent?
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Rattrap sped along on his little wheels towards the Oracles main chamber where he and Botanica fuelled the roots, which spread across Cybertron.
"Honey I'm home!" he announced as he rolled into the chamber spotting his gorgeous plant friend poking at a large blackened plant.
She turned and smiled at him as her hands pressed against the plant sending revitalizing energy into it. It's organic half flourished and the technorganic half powered up as it returned to life.
"Ah good to be here with the lady who has a green thumb," he said arriving beside her.
"Yes but I don't know why so many of these roots are dying recently."
He frowned but shrugged as he began telling her about his day.
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"Waspinator wants glory, Waspinator wants power, Waspinator wants a body that doesn't have a biker bot head!" yelled the small diminutive bot as he flew over the grassy plains of Cybertron.
The reformatting of Cybertron had terrible consequences on him, he had been shrunken, and given a tiny Wasps body and to compile upon all that he had Thrusts head and a bit of his personality inside him.
"Enough complaining bug eyes what we need is a spark removal chamber where we can get our Sparks separated and then transferred to different bodies…"
"Waspinator likes that idea!" he said in his cheery voice as he flew towards a large distant building.
"And Waspinator should learn to trust me a lot more," Thrust said smugly.
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The Dark Lords servants stood still as he walked past them upon 6 crab legs and snapping his claws together.
"Yes… I very much like his body, despite it's original host being a Maximal experiment."
Shokaract moved into the bridge of his ship as his eight person crew stood around him completely silent and awaiting orders.
"How much longer until we reach Cybertron?" He asked.
"Four Megacycles milord," replied one of the soldiers, "We are ready."
Shokaract's body trembled as he transformed, his two claws moving onto his back, the sides of his shell opening and rising up like massive lengthened shoulder pads, his massive arms extending out from under them, the crab head moved down onto his chest and two large legs extended from underneath, and a face from hell rose up upon the top.
It was purple with a veridical mouth and three spikes ending out of the sides of the head on each side, the eyes were large and glowing red, most of the body was a dark shade of purple with select silver and red on some trimmings and upon his back rested two large fusion cannons which he could draw out like rifles and crush his foes with.
"We are not ready, you all need to be reformatted so you may assist me in our conquest of Cybertron and the Matrix itself," he replied as he held his hands over his chest.
The chest cracked and opened up revealing a device which greatly resembled the Matrix, but black and purple with twisted energy coming off it, he held it up and watched as eight streams of dark energy exploded outwards striking each servant in the chest morphing them into a array of beasts and creatures.
The Dark Lord withdrew the device once the Transformation was over and replaced it within his chest, "Cybertron itself is next."
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Well thats the first chapter, we learn that theres a huge Dark Lord who has dressed himself up as Rampage but hes bigger then even Optimal Optimus, etc etc, second chapter is up!